🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Many Men - 50 Cent

 Many man  death)
 50 Cent
 
 Lloyd Banks
 Man we gotta go get something  eat man
 I'm hungry  a motherfucker
 
 50 Cent
 Ay yo man, damn what's taking homie so  son?
 
 Lloyd Banks
  calm down, here he come
 
 9 Shots
 
 Banks  50 Cent
  ohh, what the fuck!?
 
 50 Cent
 Ahh! son, pull up! pull 
 
 Intro
  men, wish death upon me
 Blood in my eye dawg and I can't 
 I'm trying to be  I'm destined to be
 And niggaz trying to  my life away
 I put a hole in nigga  fucking with me
 My back on the wall, now  gon' see
  watch how you talk, when you talk about me
 Cause I'll come and take  life away
 
 Many  many, many, many, many men
  death 'pon me
  I don't cry no more
 Don't  to the sky no more
 Have mercy on 
 
 Now these pussy niggaz  money on my head
 Go on and get your refund  I ain't dead
  the diamond in the dirt, that ain't been found
 I'm the  king and I ain't been crowned
 When I rhyme, something  happen every time
 I'm the greatest, something like Ali in his 
 I walk the block with the 
 I've been  on the humble
  the ox when I rumble
  your ass what my gun do
 Got  temper nigga, go'head, lose your head
 Turn your back on me, get clapped  lose your legs
  walk around gun on waist, chip on my shoulder
 Till I bust a clip in your face, pussy, this  ain't over
 
 Chorus:
 Many men, many, many, many,  men
  death 'pon me
 Lord I don't cry no 
 Don't look  the sky no more
 Have mercy  me
 Have mercy on  soul
  my heart turned cold
 Have mercy  many men
 Many, many,  many men
  death upon me
 
 Some days wouldn't be special, if it wasn't  rain
 Joy wouldn't feel so good, if  wasn't for pain
  gotta be easy, 'cause life is hard
 It'll leave you physically,  and emotionally scarred
 This if for my niggaz on the block, twisting  and cigars
 For the niggaz on lock, doing life behind 
 I don't  only god can judge me, 'cause I see things clear
 Quick these crackers will give my black ass a  years
 I'm like Paulie in Goodfellas, you can call me the 
 Like Malcolm  any means, with my gun in my palm
 Slim switched sides on me, let niggaz ride  me
 I thought we  cool, why you want me to die homie?
 
 Chorus
 
 Every night I  to god, but he don't say nothing back
 I know he protecting me, but I still stay with my 
 In my nightmares, niggaz keep pulling techs  me
  says some bitch dumb, put a hex on me
 The feds didn't know  when Pac got shot
 I got a kite  the pens that told me, Tuck got knocked
 I ain't gonna  it out for you motherfuckers all the time
 Are you illiterate nigga? You can't read  the lines
 In the bible it  what goes around, comes around
 Almost shot me, three weeks later he  shot down
 Now it's clear that I'm here, for a  reason
 'Cause he  hit like I got hit, but he ain't fucking breathing
 
 Chorus